Zombie: I just became a young marshal and got the illustrated book of three thousand Yin soldiers!

The night breeze is blowing, and the poplar leaves are rattling.

Qiusheng hummed a pleasant tune and rode his bicycle leisurely towards the suburbs. The outskirts are a forest, and there are no people living in the area.

After a few miles of straight walking, they reached a field of wilderness, surrounded by a thick fog.

The obsessed Qiusheng didn't notice that something was wrong, and he pedaled his bicycle and quickly shuttled through the thick fog.

Yan Poyue followed.

Behind the fog was a palatial mansion, where the summer breeze blew through the woods, and the shade carried the aroma of rouge gouache.

"Knock knock—".

Qiusheng stopped the bicycle and tidied up his clothes, and then knocked on the door: "Xiaoyu, I'm Qiusheng~~I'm here~!".

A charming and gentle voice came from the courtyard: "I have left the door for you." "

Qiusheng's face was happy, and just wanted to go in, he spit two more mouthfuls of spit in the palm of his hand, brushed his hair, and then couldn't wait to enter the house.

The moonlight was hazy and the shadows of the trees were swaying.

Yan Poyue retracted the aura on his body, and jumped into the courtyard in the blink of an eye. The courtyard is full of flowers and trees, and the stream is murmuring and mist.

If it weren't for the rotting and dead smell of the courtyard, this place would have been like a paradise.

Yan Poyue bent down and walked down from the flower tree, looking inside the house through the shadows of the trees.

The house is brightly lit.

A long-haired woman in a layered white dress was sitting next to Qiusheng. Her hair was pulled up, revealing a snow-white neck, and she looked quite delicate.

Qiusheng was eating and drinking, and there were two bewitching maids standing next to him.

Yan Poyue slowly moved his fingers, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and he had already opened his yin and yang eyes.

When I looked at it again, the whole courtyard was dilapidated and dilapidated, clearly a ruined temple in the wilderness, with cobwebs hanging everywhere.

Where does the woman in the house still have a feminine appearance?

Half of her right face had rotted away, revealing her white bones, and one eye was blood-red and abrupt in the white bones, clearly a female ghost.

"Qiusheng, are you hungry all the way? "

The slender white onion fingers were raised slightly, and the female ghost thoughtfully sandwiched a chopstick meal for Qiusheng. It's just that the delicious meal, but it's just a plate of dirt.

Qiusheng couldn't help but think: "Xiaoyu, it's better to be here with you, you don't have to do this or that, you can still drink wine and watch dancing, and more importantly, you can see you." "

The female ghost smiled stupidly: "Since you like to watch dances, brother, I will let my maids dance beautifully." "

Qiusheng's eyes began to glow: "Okay, okay." "

The female ghost got up and clapped her hands, and the maids who were standing on both sides immediately twisted their slender waists and jumped up, and with their dancing, the clothes on their bodies flew.

Yan Poyue looked at it coldly.

Where is this beautiful maidservant? Obviously, two paper people are beating wildly. The paper figure has red cheeks and a black hat, which is very weird.

"Bah. Qiusheng's saliva is about to flow out.

The female ghost smiled coquettishly and dragged Qiusheng towards the bed. But before she could take two steps, the female ghost suddenly stopped and looked out the window: "Who!".

Meanwhile.

A ghostly aura turned into a sharp sword.

"Whew!".

Yan Poyue's eyes were quick, his body dodged sideways, dodged this ghostly aura, turned over and came directly to the room.

"Who are you, and how dare you spoil my good deeds?!".

The female ghost stunned Qiusheng with ghost energy, and the ghost energy on her body suddenly exploded, and her previous coquettish appearance disappeared and became her original face.

Half of her face was rotten and stinky, black pus and blood flowed from her eyes, her fair skin was covered with scars and black spots, and anger surrounded her whole body.

Yan Poyue rubbed the wrench in his hand, and his voice was a little lazy: "Simple, I'll give you two choices, either let him go, and I'll send you to reincarnation." Either...... Out of one's wits. "

Soul Scattered?!

The female ghost looked at Yan Poyue contemptuously, and let out a piercing laugh: "Jie Ji... If you dare to disturb my good deeds today, then don't go! Suffer death!!".

The two maids who had just danced also turned into paper figures and pounced towards Yan Poyue at this time.

"In that case... Fan is not saved!".

Yan Poyue shouted coldly, and in an instant, a black figure descended into the house, and Fan Wusu waved the Netherworld Hook Soul Chain with an expressionless face.

"Ah !!

".

A chain was thrown over, and the two paper figures were directly smashed. As for the female ghost, she was also knocked out and screamed.

"How dare you hurt me, I want you to die!!! huh?

The female ghost was furious, her hair stood on end, and her head was even more out of her body and attacked Yan Poyue.

However.

When the female ghost saw the true face of the black figure clearly, she was immediately terrified.

Black....

Black impermanence?!

Is the man in front of him a ghost?!

Yan Poyue sneered: "That's right, send you the black impermanence of your soul scattered!"

Whoa!

The Netherworld Hook Chain was thrown out again, and the female ghost hurriedly dodged, but one arm was hit and was directly burned into powder by the Dark Fire.

"Immortals spare their lives!".

"I was wrong, please let me go!".

The female ghost finally sensed the fear, and the pain of the broken arm made her scream again and again, and she kept begging Yan Poyue for mercy, but Yan Poyue was always indifferent.

Just now he gave the female ghost a chance, but the female ghost herself didn't grasp it.

Moreover.

According to the situation just now, if he hadn't been a good player, I'm afraid he would have been killed now.

"Fan is helpless, kill her!".

Yan Poyue let out a cold voice.

Seeing the merits in his hands, he will never give up.

"Don't you feel ashamed that you're a ghost, and you don't care about other evildoers, but you only deal with low-level ghosts like me?!" the female ghost roared angrily.

Yan Poyue's face was overjoyed: "Oh, so you know a powerful ghost?".

The female ghost sneered: "Although I don't know it, I know that bullying the weak is not a gentleman's doing." "

"Hehe... You have a lot of point. Yan Poyue laughed dryly, dragged over the Netherworld Hook Soul Chain, and directly stuffed the tail end into the female ghost's mouth.

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PS: Ahem, that, itself is on the shelves today, but because of an unexpected situation, it will be on the shelves again tomorrow morning... So can you give some free flowers and evaluation votes~!!